The day it hit 95 here in Boston, I was still without an air conditioner. Well, I had one. It was just sitting on the floor of my bedroom, waiting for the help of a stronger, sturdier friend and his drill-wielding wife.
It was a hot day (and night) but the air conditioner-free living paid off. Desperate to cool down, I suddenly remembered a gem of a beverage that I hadn’t thought about in years.
My most recent food-related musings—and this recipe—were the result.
So, too, were several blissful hours spent sipping what I have since decided is the nectar of the gods. But don’t take my word for it. Go give your blender a whirl and find out for yourself.